Thank you for that poem Tarron. Thank you for this work you are teaching. Here's a poem I wrote a while back that I realized could have been written about our weekend together.

Thank you for releasing so many healing tears.

Tears fall,Relax, do not sob or fight with the flow.Open every tightnessLet light into the dark frozen places that resist.There is warmth and tenderness in tears,Let this tenderness,melt the hardness.The softness you try to shield and hidefeels vulnerablebecause life is tenuous and brief.You know the kiss of death -it always patiently awaitsfor you to let it in.But who is this that does the letting?Who is the one that receives this kiss?Breath moves through this body -this “I” cannot stop it.LIfe itself determines how many more timesthis belly fills with invisible sustenanceand then without clingingreleases and surrenders the breathfor another to begin.There is no celebration,no awe or wonder at how breath continues,but there should be.Why should there be any clinging to a tearas it forms in this eye,and then trails downthis cheek?LIfe is in this tear,it is in the emotion,a rising energy that this body struggles to contain.Don’t struggle.Something bigger than this body is moving through itthat causes the tear to formand this breath to rise and fall.Become this motion in the belly.Become the energy beneath emotion that births tears.Become the opennessin which all this is occurring.